Look at my wee lemon tree on my balcony!
LIE.
THIS is my lemon tree
was.
The red arrow is to draw your attention to the pretty impatiens on my neighbors window sill pots. I see her water them regularly, her pale arms gracefully peeking out the window like Cinderella reaching for her bird friends.
Bitch.
But i thought….water. That’s how she does it. Go figure.
Then again, maybe it’s my Jersey hands that cursed the plant the day i brought it home. Lemon trees are EVERYWHERE here. I was just trying to fit in. Sheesh.
I’m going out and buying me a clothesline, and hanging my multicolored drawers out there as sort of a nod-to-my-roots decoration. See how cinderella puff feels about that. Think she’d mind?
bt dubs, i call her cinderella puff cause she also steps outside in her pink robe daily for an a.m. cigarette.
At least i’m not dry on the inside.
Buuuuuurn! (no she di – int).
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